During a conversation with friends about my oldest son dating a single mom, one of my wisest friends said “don’t fall in love with your son’s girlfriend until after the wedding.” She failed to mention not falling in love with the son of your son’s girlfriend… I laughed, not anticipating the on-again, off-again roller coaster we’d be on, and certainly not taking into consideration the effect that a baby, biologically connected or not, has on a menopausal woman! Oh, do I wanna be a Grandma!
The on-again, off-again relationship between Beez and Marci has currently been on-again for two months, during which time I am embarassingly giddy when they bring Aiden over for dinner or any time I get to spend time with them. I have the urge to bake cookies, I want to change diapers, I read the ToysRUs ads with rabid interest.
This past weekend they came over, and even though they resist posing for pictures, some candid shots were captured… how can you not fall in love with this?